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years in the future, i can tell my children's children, i was witness to this moment.

they understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. )
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nicked from [livejournal.com profile] anamuan's latest post - interpreting hybrid images.

dali's one of the very few modern artists tat i like cuz i've always found his paintings 'challenging' in tat respect - one sees details within details, or the hidden under the obvious, and sometimes wat one perceives as 'obvious' is 'hidden' to another viewer.

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Lost In The Sahel
Paul Salopek
National Geographic


along africa's harsh frontier between desert and forest, crossing some lines can be fatal )
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lolz.  and one of our fav deities is 济公 too.  why am i not surprised? :p

'A sense of humour, even mischief, runs through Bhutanese Buddhism, whose earthy exuberance differs sharply from the ethereal calm of the better known Theravada Buddhism.  The profusion of deities and demons can leave other Buddhists dazed.  Sexual imagery also abounds, reflecting the tantric belief that carnal relations can be the gateway to enlightenment.  Nobody embodied this idea more provocatively than the 16th-century lama Drukpa Kunley, better known as the Divine Madman, who remains a beloved sain in much of Bhutan.  Carousing across the countryside, Kunley slew demons and granted enlightenment to young maidens with the magical powers of his "flaming thunderbolt".  To this day, many Bhutanese houses are adorned with his sign of protection: an enormous painted phallus, often wrapped in a jaunty bow.'

----brook larmer, from 'bhutan's enlightened experiment', national geographic

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4 years, even 2 years ago, i reckon no one would have imagined this except in fiction or the far future. but on 4th nov 2008, the future arrived. of course, we still don't noe tat things are going to be different, i dunno if my opinion of the country is going to change, but the possibility is there, and it's tat potential tat makes it exciting. a world lived in hope is always better than one shaded by cynicism and despair.

from npr.org,

though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. )
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even tho i like to stay in my own imaginary universes, the real world still comes knocking at my door sometimes.  so, even tho i have never liked economics or finance, the world is telling me to learn


The fundamentals of the sub-prime crisis
India Business Line Daily
18th Aug 2007

Read more... )
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more and more i believe in each book in its own time.  i bought 'villa incognito' by tom robbins at least half a year ago, but never felt like reading it until recently, and days after that, i was in cambodia, not far from the region where the novel is set.  so here's a bit from the quirky little book for me to remember it by:


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sometimes i think, if i were not born into the culture and place where i was, i'd be something cooler, like an astronomist (?) or an archaelogist...

Raising Heaven
Timothy Ferris
National Geographic

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read this a million years ago, but only recently unearthed the paper i scribbled this on, so for my own posterity...

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i claim a fickle & tenuous connection with people from tat great country to the north of where i live (and i dun mean thailand) - a lot of the times they come across as grasping, selfish & manipulative (and i have met a LOT of them in the course of my work), but tat's not to say i haven't met nice individuals whom i have great conversations with.  i'm not much familiar with the country my great-grandfathers came from, but i've learnt a few things more from my PRC patients, & tat's part of why i like my job :)  and there's also no denying tat there is so much talent and genius incubating there - it may jus be reflected light, but this is one of those times when it's damn cool to be chinese ^_^


Enemies at The Firewall
Time
Simon Elegant

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tat's why i love fics.  it's like going to the flea market - one finds the most unexpected gems in the least likely places :)

admittedly i took chinese lit back in sec sch, but tat was more than a decade ago and i wasn't paying attention most of the time, so it's rather ironic tat now i appreciate even more the beauty and lyricism in wat i guess i call my mother tongue (which is another irony since my mother was eng-educated and can't really speak mandarin :p). 

ok, main point.  序慕容 is prob the pen name of some female poet who's apparently still alive - apart from some of the cool poems i saw on the collection, she also wrote a poem called 《七里香》, and hers was the one tat came first.  i like the style of her writing - it's simple and clear, subtle in a way, yet her passion permeates the phrases.

this particular one got to me from the 1st read-thru, prob cuz i've had an inexplicable romantic fascination from the time i learnt ‘春风不度玉门关‘.  and also, the more i read it, the more i can see jin within the lines.

《出塞曲》


and the one from the fic which got me interested in her poems:

《信仰》

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it's always inordinately fascinating to read a western/outsider's perspective on the the japanese music industry, tho now i find myself noeing way more bt morning musume than i ever needed to.


Welcome to Japan's bizarre music industry, where the iron rules governing the production line of boy and girl bands would impress even Britain's biggest Svengali. Chris Campion meets the groups, managers and fans - and tracks down the kingpin who for 40 years has held a nation's lucrative pop world in his grasp

Sunday August 21, 2005
Observer Music Monthly


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website pimp: single most hilarious site evah (or, tat could be cuz i'm tipsy :p)

He's an uncontrollable bohemian werewolf with a secret. She's a scantily clad streetsmart angel living on borrowed time. They fight crime!
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 a heads-up from my dear sis, who as always, noes me best, lolz!

"I would have told you earlier if I knew it would make you so happy."
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朽木喪偶思傾國,鰥居多年求不得。
野犬戀次初長成,養在流魂為人識。
天生麗質難自棄,一朝選在六番側。
赤眸一笑百媚生,護庭粉黛無顏色。
面粗心細身體健,溫泉水滑洗刺青。
戀次實為強中受,理應承歡朽木恩。
紅鬢花顏瞬步搖,桔梗帳暖度良宵。
春宵苦短日高起,從此白哉不早朝。

承歡隨侍無閑暇,日從除虛夜專夜。
屍魂佳麗三千人,三千寵愛在一身。
翻雲覆雨六番室,親密無人私語時。
死霸裝開難入寐,紅發不整散下來。
赤眸含情睇白哉,冷面音容兩蒼茫。
苦練卍解表真情,風華紗巾覆於身。
在天願作千本櫻,在地願為蛇尾丸。
漂白天地有時盡,白戀情深無絕期。

our wall

Sep. 28th, 2007 09:26 pm
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Our Wall
by Charles Bowden
National Geographic

 
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my recent jap drama/variety show immersion left me intrigued bt this phrase: '一期一会'.  i was pretty sure it had a really cool, 'cheem' meaning behind it, so i went looking.  and i was rite :)

“一期一会”这个词来源于日本,古代日本武士出征的前夜,大家会聚在一起喝茶,因为明天就要上战场了,日后是否还有缘相会呢,谁也不知道,或许这就是我们的最后一面了,那么此刻就放下一切的伤悲和痛苦,细细体会这茶水的芳香……

“一期”,表示人的一生;“一会”,则意味仅有一次的相会,后来一期一会也成了日本茶道守则之一。记得去年在日本国际交流中心亲身体验过一次日本的茶道表演,印象非常深刻。表演的舞台被布置成一个日本家庭的感觉,屏风上挂着主人精心挑选好的与客人搭配的字画。茶具也是经过主人的挑选,茶具上花纹的样式都也是很有说法的,具体的工序自不必多说,非常的周到,典雅耐心甚至有些琐碎的动作,每一个细节都流露出主人对客人的诚心诚意毕恭毕敬。客人自然也是相当用心,双手接过主人茶碗的动作都是满怀感激,喝茶时的茶碗的花纹朝向和将茶碗递还给主人时的朝向都不一样,非常的讲究。

这一切的过程细节都在于茶道所讲究的“一期一会”,在茫茫人海中,今生今世的相会只有一次,是绝无仅有的特殊存在,同时也不可能永存。每一次茶事都是唯一。既然这是人生的唯一,我们就必需付出人生中仅有一次的心力,真心真意的面对它。

旅行,是一期一会。恋爱,是一期一会。事业、和家人、和身边的每一位朋友的每一秒相处、每一次的创作……

人生,更是一期一会。眼前的错过了,那么这个眼前就漫漫烟云散去了……

诸行无常的世上,有过多少个“一期一会”呢……

一期一会,且行且珍惜……

original source article from here,
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days late, but i reckon i'll still hop on the boat with my obligatory post-book 7 ramblings...


i jus realised tho, tat lily was never dead.

'death is but crossing the world, as frens do the seas; they live in one another still.  for they must needs be present, tat love and live in tat whic is omnipresent.  in this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure.  this is the comfort of frens, tat tho they may be said to die, yet their frenship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.'
----william penn, 'more fruits of solitude'